"Mandy's been evicted from her apartment," Sheila announced some weekslater."What a shame. What's she going to do?""Look for something else, I suppose. We could help her if we want to,though.""How's that?""She could come live with us," Sheila replied."We don't have an extra room," Kevin protested. "Where would we put her?""It would give us an excuse to buy the king-sized bed we've always wanted.Then she could sleep with us," Sheila smiled conspiratorially. "I think you're playing a game with me," Kevin countered."Not at all. Wouldn't you like to sleep every night with a naked woman oneach side of you?""Well . . . .""Of course you would! The only problem you'd have would be deciding whichone us to fuck!""I could live with that problem," Kevin grinned.So Mandy moved in with Kevin and Sheila. After, on her own initiative, shebegan dressing as a slave girl every evening upon coming home from work,Kevin confiscated the G-string so her blond-haired groin wouldn't be hiddenfrom his view. A few days later he repossessed the tit tassels, and thequarter-cup brassiere soon vanished also, leaving her with only the tasselskirt and high heeled shoes to decorate her voluptuous body. Kevin decided he thoroughly enjoyed having a virtually naked womanaround the house. He found no dearth of opportunity to fondle her andwhen, on rare occasions, he passed one by, she would pout and shake herbare breasts in his face until he took them in his hands and/or sucked theirnipples (which always seemed to be erect).Sheila's prediction that he would have to decide daily whether to lay Mandyor his wife proved correct. At first he tried to make both of them before allthree succumbed to sleep but that soon became not only physically butemotionally impossible. In fact, keeping two horny women sexually satisfiedwas a full-time job. If, for instance, he screwed Mandy on Monday and Sheilaon Tuesday, by Wednesday Mandy would be clambering for his penis, andvice versa.In the beginning Sheila applauded Mandy's decision to stay naked evenwhen they weren't in bed. She was excited by the sexual electricity itproduced at even the most mundane times almost as much as Kevin did. Butshe soon discovered that she was in competition with Mandy for hisattention, for her friend aggressively flaunted her nudity, demonstrating notonly her availability but her urgent desire to be laid at any and everymoment. And Kevin made no attempt to resist the temptation.So Sheila began wearing only the transparent bra though which her pointednipples protruded, along with the G-string, which appeared black because ofher lush public hair visible through it. She considered her legs to be one ofher best features and she emphasized them by wearing the high-heeledmules Kevin had bought for her. Thus, whenever Mandy waved her muchlarger breasts at her friend's husband, Sheila would stretch forth a leg andtrail her fingers over her thigh. The competition between them becameintense.Ultimately Kevin decided enough was enough. He was simultaneously massaging Sheila's vulva through its filmy covering and nuzzling one ofMandy's breasts when he abruptly said, "This has got to stop, ladies. Both ofyou are sex bombs I know it and you know it. Neither of you has to provethat she is sexier than the other. So I think it's time for you to start wearingclothes, regular clothes. When I want you naked, I'll let you know.""But I like being naked," Mandy pouted. Kevin patted one of her swelling breasts and said, "I know you do, but you'llbe my obedient slave girl and wear clothes, nevertheless. Run along now,both of you, and put something on. When you come back, we'll talk about allthis."The women returned. Mandy wore a brightly colored silk muumuu that,though loose, nevertheless clung to her full bosom. Sheila, more demure, haddonned a simple light blue cotton house dress whose short skirt did notreach her knees. Both of them were barefooted."These last few weeks have been extraordinary," Kevin began. "Sheila, youalways were sexy as hell, but now you've turned into a virtualnymphomaniac! And, Mandy, maybe you've always been sex-crazed, I don'tknow. But what I do know is that I can't keep up with the two of you. Don'tget me wrong. I want to keep up with you, but I simply can't."So I have a solution to propose, actually two solutions. The first is theobvious one, that you begin pleasuring each other Ñ when I'm here to watchand when I'm not. For all I know, you've been doing that all along, but if so,it clearly hasn't been sufficient.""It's not the same thing," Sheila said, "and, besides, I'm not really bi-sexualand certainly not a lesbian.""Neither am I," Mandy chimed in, "though I'm more bi-sexual than she is, Ithink. Your wife is one sexy woman!""That's about the way I read it, too," Kevin said thoughtfully, "and that's whyI have a second suggestion, which doesn't necessarily replace the first one,but supplements it."Most men would give their eye teeth to be in my shoes. And I know severalwho would be more than happy fill them on occasion. You see what I'mproposing: what if I get some of my friends to come around and service oneor both of you from time to time?"Slightly shocked, Sheila and Mandy looked at each other for a moment andthen broke out in broad grins. Kevin had his answer.Nothing more was said, but that night they had the wildest sex they hadenjoyed for many days. Kevin even ejaculated into both of their slipperyvaginas before he drifted off to sleep with a different woman's leg wrappedaround each of his and four warm breasts pressed against his body.The next evening Kevin came home to find both his wife and his slave girldressed."Tomorrow morning," he told them, "you will have a visitor. His name isTravis. He knows there are two of you, but I told him he could only have onethis time. So you may decide which of you Travis will fuck. Whoever isdesignated will have no need to seduce him, of course, but she mightpretend, if she wants to, in order to add a little spice. I look forward to theobserver's report!"When Kevin left the next morning his two women were still asleep, naked inthe big bed. When he returned in the evening he found them, dressed,preparing dinner in the kitchen.Without preamble, he asked, "Ok, which of you had the honor?""I did," Mandy said with unusual shyness."In that case, Sheila, tell me what happened. I want all the lurid details.""With pleasure!" Sheila replied."First," Kevin intervened, "How did you settle on Mandy?""We couldn't decide at first because both of us wanted the 'honor,' as you putit, so we simply tossed a coin and she won. And then we planned how wewould act. I won't tell you about the plan. Instead I'll report what actuallyhappened."When the door bell rang, I answered it. Travis was a nice looking man, alittle younger than I expected and somewhat timid Ñ he wouldn't look me inthe eye, for instance."I said, 'Oh, you must be Travis! Come in. There's a beautiful woman herewho desperately needs to be screwed!'"I boldly took his hand and led him into the living room, where Mandy layon the couch totally naked, except for her stiletto heels. 'Mandy, Travis ishere to fuck you,' I said. "She stretched her body and stood, holding her huge breasts out toward him."Oooooh, Travis,' she said seductively, 'I'm soooo glad you're here! Mybobbies ache for your lips. Please suck them . . . please.''He didn't need any more urging, but eagerly held her breasts in his handsand bounced them up and down, telling her he liked big tits like these,before he sucked each of them, rather thoroughly, I must say.'I simply sat down and watched from then on. After accepting Mandy'sinitial offering, he took complete charge, forcing her to her knees where hetold her to stay while he got out of his clothes. His penis was erect Ñ ofcourse! -- rather short but thick and I could imagine how it would stretchMandy's cunt when it entered her. "He entered her, alright, but not her cunt. He pushed his tool into her face,ordered her to open her mouth, and held her head tightly while she gobbledit.""It was quite a mouthful, too," Mandy interjected."Did you swallow his come?" Kevin asked."He didn't come in my mouth," Mandy answered."No," Sheila resumed, "I could tell he was about to from the way his facelooked, but he pulled out, made her get on all fours, and fucked her frombehind. (You know, there's something inherently ludicrous about a manhumping a woman that way!) His fingers were dug into her bottom and hishead was thrown back while he pumped away in her cunt. Then he leanedover, reached around and grabbed her enormous breasts, which, naturally,were dangling down toward the floor, without missing a stroke. He didn't lether tits loose even when he came. In fact, it looked to me as though he mightyank them right off her chest, he pulled on them so hard.""Did it hurt?" Kevin asked."A little," Mandy replied, "but I was so busy coming I couldn't have caredless.""So what happened then?""He slipped out and Mandy crumpled onto the floor. He held his still stiffshiny penis in his hand and looked at me quizzically, obviously wanting tostick it into me, too. But I just smiled and shook my head. So he put hisclothes back on."I accompanied him to the door, where he blatantly looked me over fromhead to toe, pausing to stare at my chest and between my legs. I shouldprepare for him to fuck me the next time, he said. I told him I'd really likethat I was hot as a pistol, let me tell you! Ñ but whether or not therewould be a next time was up to Kevin.""Do you want there to be a 'next time,'" Kevin asked.Sheila paused before answering, "Yes, but with someone else. I'm certain itwould be wonderful to be fucked by Travis, but it would be a mistake forany one man to become a 'regular' with Mandy and/or me.""She's right," Mandy agreed. "You're our 'regular' and Sheila and I agree wewant to keep it that way. The others I'm assuming now there will be othersare gravy. I had a fabulous orgasm with Travis, but I really don't wanthim again. Variety is the spice of life, you know.""That's a wise decision," Kevin said, "but you have to recognize that I mighthave some trouble finding a new man for you every day. Inevitably therewill have to be some repeats.""Oh, Kevin!" Sheila exclaimed. "How insatiable do you think we are? As longas you keep laying us, we'd be happy with a 'new' man just once a week.""That's probably too often, even," Mandy put in. "Once a month would bequite enough.""How about if we agreed on once every two weeks?" Kevin asked. "I knowenough horny men for that kind of schedule.""Fine," said Mandy."Agreed," said Sheila."I must say that I'm delighted that neither my wife nor my slave girl wereseduced away by handsome Travis."Mandy and Sheila both laughed and Mandy said, "Heavens! So he's nicelooking. Big deal! All he is, really, is a stiff dick. And we get that from youevery day."Kevin touched the front of his trousers. "If truth be known," he smiled,"you've got it right now. Let's all strip and put it to good use."And so they did.
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